Tuesday, June 11, 2013

The Eruptors/Culo A Boca: Fuck You Pretty! CD split (self-released 2011)

The Eruptors begin the split with two 2-minute punk songs worthy of a serious moshpit thrashing in "Hearts Burnin'" and "Worst Thing in My Life." I'm talking black eyes, a bloody nose, maybe even a broken arm. You'll be too pumped full of adrenalin to notice while you're in the pit, but the next morning, man, you'll be bruised and bloody. "Set the Controls to Destroy" (file under droning sludgedom) sounds like the boys were hanging out in a dank basement somewhere smoking pot and watching old Godzilla movies on a shitty tv with bad reception. It's only 3 minutes long, but seems infinitely longer somehow. (Must be the drugs.) And "Curse of the Leprechaun" is, I'm pretty sure, an Irish folk song on acid. The Eruptors finish things off with a live version of "One Minute Decision." I don't know where they recorded this, but the crowd is going fucking wild. I imagine spilled beer, pumping fists, good friends and good times.   

Culo A Boca (Spanish for "ass to mouth") hails from the San Francisco Bay area and dubs itself "your favourite vomit party band." I've never been to a vomit party myself, but if it sounds like this, I bet it's a pretty fun time. Like a twisted hybrid punk version of The Rezillos and Aqua (yes, you read that correctly), Culo A Boca songs like "Glory Hole" ("Surrender your culo!" shouts the chorus), "Rocketship," "Blowup Doll Rape Victim," and "I Wanna Puke" tear things up in a terribly amusing dirtbag-rockabilly style. "Dick in the Dirt" is my favourite, a psychobilly ode to giving a handjob/getting fingered in the back row of a horror movie a la my hometown's The Matadors. "Shanghai Switch" closes the record with a little surf guitar and angry punk vocals about drinking whiskey and (I think) leering at underaged girls. It's over so fast it's hard to tell.    

The CD split thing is kind of weird. I think that Fuck You Pretty! would work better on vinyl; the simple act of flipping the record would make the split more cohesive somehow. Still, both bands are a good time, and what is rock and roll about if not a good time? You can pick yourself up a copy from http://www.eruptors.com/.  


Monday, June 10, 2013

The Eruptors: Microwave Massacre

The Eruptors’ 2013 re-issue of 2009’s Japan-only release Microwave Massacre, featuring some old demos, some new demos, and alternative mixes of a couple of songs from Bad Time to be Having a Good Time, has been re-packaged with, according to guitarist Alex Eruptor, “a funky new cover.” (Check it out! Funky, right?)

The record opens with a deceptively gloomy spoken-word intro to “Cannibal Holocaust,” which is as dark and unrelenting as the movie the song takes its name from (“Who are the real cannibals?”), and then barrels out of the gate like one of the four horsemen of the rock ‘n’ roll apocalypse. The first third of the record is comparatively cheery, from rollicking punk rock sing-alongs “Go Faster!” and “Skate Fast! Die Hard!” to frenetic instrumental “Whoregasm.” Things get darker and more political with “One Minute Decision” (“I know the cost you’re paying/I know the prize you’re selling/I just got to find out why”). “Theme From The Eruptors” and “Oh Baby Baby” (my personal favourites) come straight out of the ’81 L.A. hardcore scene. (If the ’81 L.A. hardcore scene actually took place in England 25 years later and was rather more melodic. I like a little melody with my urgency.) The record ends with slow-rocker-jam “Tow the Line” and “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!”, a blistering, beer-soaked rock song that would make me want to start a bar-room brawl, if I was the kind of girl who started bar-room brawls. (I’m not.)

Like good sex, Microwave Massacre is sometimes searing, sometimes sloppy, always fun. And over in less than 20 minutes.  

If you don’t live in Japan, you can email eruptors@hotmail.com for a copy of your very own.

Eruptors! Eruptors! Go! Go! Go!
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